Spend a lifetime searching
for some kind of truth.
only to pass time.
draining the spring of eternal youth.
never to gain back the momentum that was lost. irreversible,
all the damage that was caused.
no more selflessness. i can't stand to hear you cry. no more problems, no last goodbye.
no, no more finishing last. no, no more looking in the past.
no, no more nothing.
no, no more nothing.
how many times, I've seen it all before.
how many lives are thrown out onto the floor?
how many friends imprisoned by shame?
how many tragic ends?